Recently, I exchanged songs with a new friend from Singapore. He gave me songs by Butch Walker (http://www.butchwalker.com/)
I never heard his name or hear his songs before, and this means first bad impression, and all I wanna do that time is to outstand this friend of mine, of course by comparing whose has the nicer songs. I told him that the songs are not nice, and I don’t understand why he likes them so much.
But after I listened to them for several times, they seem not bad at all, indeed his songs are really nice.
Right now, I am madly in love with his songs, listening to his song everyday after work, memorizing the lyrics and of course try to be another Butch Walker.
I would like to thank my Singapore friend for sharing good songs with me.
And I would like to share one of his songs in here, its called Cigarette Lighter Love Song.
Cigarette Lighter Love Song
I know you're not asleep
I can feel you moving over there
You've been playing with the seam
In your worn out underwear
My lips are raw as hell
From biting on them just to stay awake
It's not like I'm gonna need them
You won't be around
To see them bleed and break
CHORUS:
All...all that I do
Comes back to you
So I'll just think about you til there's nothing new in my head
All...all I can do
Is try not to screw this up again
And just be friends
I'd rather be dead
I drove out of East Atlanta
With a headache the size of my car
I called to say that I was okay
Cuz i know how you are
I'm like a movie without an ending
You know I've got nowhere to go
And it makes me wanna throw up
To see you wanna give up
More than you'll ever know
BRIDGE
Everything's supposed to have a happy ending
But the record keeps spinning and the needle keeps bending
Like the road I'm driving to the bridge that has no end
I wanna take back everything that
I've broken But the bridges behind me are burning and smoking
I guess this is the end
Thursday, March 27, 2008
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Yeah ... cant just write everything in here ... as most of my happiest and sad moments are secret to someone .... sigh ...
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